There will presently be no room in the world for things; it will be filled up with the advertisements of things.
Tomorrow I shall be sixty-nine, but I do not seem to care. I did not start the affair, and I have not been consulted about it at any step.
We are creatures of the moment; we live from one little space to another, and only one interest at a time fills these.
What the American public wants in the theater is a tragedy with a happy ending.
Wisdom and goodness are twin-born, one heart must hold both sisters, never seen apart.
You'll find as you grow older that you weren't born such a great while ago after all. The time shortens up.